All encounters are like a carefully choreographed script by fate, happening impartially at just the right time. It may be an inadvertent look back, an accidental brush with each other, or like at this moment, they happen to be neighbors who are door to door. This just-in-time fate is like the first flower that blooms quietly in spring, neither early nor late, just at the right time.
We don't have to rush to find out the ending of the story, nor do we have to panic to confirm each other's feelings. Time is the best witness and the gentlest catalyst. Let everything flow naturally, and let the seeds of emotion slowly take root and sprout in the day-to-day interactions, in the early morning greetings and late night lights.
There is still a long way to go, and we have plenty of time. So, no rush, let's take our time. From the first moment we met, to every moment we get to know each other, and to every ordinary day we spend together, I am willing to spend the rest of my life getting to know you bit by bit, getting close to you, and protecting you. Because in my plan, the rest of my life will be related to you.
